The five people heard the harsh cry, winked each other, pointed their swords and stabbed them together. Yan Xiaoqian didn't know where the power came from, and turned over and pressed Yang Tianxiang under her. Since this person who always likes to be right with him died to save her, let her take a few swords for him now so that they can go to the King of Hell to make a fuss together.

Yan Xiaoqian had already heard the sound of the tip of the sword piercing into the flesh, but her spirit had not yet brought the pain to her brain, making her feel pain. Could it be that their swords were too fast? So fast that I didn't feel it! A stream of blood gradually hit her face, and the heat made her pale little color red, but the blood was not hers, but his.

"You are not dead!" Yan Xiaoqian looked at everything in front of her in shock. He, who had just fainted on her, was now under him, and he used his arms to block their swords at critical moments. How could he have the power to fight back now? All he could do was to do was to use his flesh and blood drive to block her sword.

Why did he do this? He has become like this himself. Isn’t it enough to say that the wounds are all over his body? Does he still think she doesn’t owe him enough? His arms are covered with blood holes, and Yan Xiaoqian immediately sat up and hugged him in his arms. Now he really needs to be weak. The slight panting sound seems to be more out, but less inhaled!

Yan Xiaoqian held up his bloody face. At this time, he no longer had the arrogance and unruly he used to be. His eyes showed that helplessness, as if he was saying apologizing to her again. He didn't do much for her...! Yan Xiaoqian's crystal tears rolled on his cheeks and slid down his cheeks on his blood-covered clothes. The blood on the clothes immediately became even more dizzy.

"Why? Why is this? What does war bring to you? Money and wealth? Plunder other people's things! Do you have to exchange these with human lives? Do those who bleed and sacrificed on the battlefield have no right to enjoy happiness? Why do living people have to let them be in the wilderness! They also have your relatives and friends! You don't feel ashamed to see that they die just for your ambition and desire to expand! Why do you fight for it? Those dead people also have feelings? They also have parents, wives and children! What do you want? Do you want territory? Do you want gold, silver and jewelry? Or just take people's lives directly? How can you have such rights! Why can you do it!..." Yan Xiaoqian held Yang Tianxiang, who was still bleeding, and shouted with tears, slid down from the ground, but the people in her arms were not moving at all.

The five people were in a stalemate because of her words, staring at them on the ground blankly. Yan Xiaoqian's hysterical words just now deeply touched their personal hearts. Her words were right. Why do we have to fight? Before the war, the borders of the two countries were peaceful and peaceful. The people were happy to be withered and connected to caravans. How prosperous is it! But now? People are not living in poverty, and how can those soldiers who died in the wilderness have no relatives and friends!

The person in the leader looked into the distance with some incredible eyes. Her words stabbed him like a steel knife. Haobaqi's own uncle, and the queen of the mother cried several times after learning that her brother died in battle. She was her closest uncle and loved her the most. He loved her more than her father. The scenes of her uncle's love for her before appeared in front of her... It was King Hao Yang Tianjiao who killed her uncle on the battlefield and let him abandon her death in the wilderness! How could she not avenge this revenge! How could she be worthy of her uncle's destiny and her mother who was crying all day long! This is also the purpose of her visit!

He pulled out a bright sword from his waist. This was a sword specially created by his uncle for his twelfth birthday. Today he would use it to avenge his uncle and comfort his uncle's spirit in the sky with blood and blood. The sword stabbed towards Yang Tianxiang like light.

With a "bang", a figure of a man blocked Yang Tianxiang and Yan Xiaoqian. Yan Xiaoqian was shocked by the sound and looked up at the familiar back in front of her. The person who had her legs cold at first sight appeared at this time. She had the feeling of the baby who had not had breastfeeding for three days when she finally saw her mother. Tears of joy filled her and her eyes.
Chapter completed!